“We gathered around the bassinet,” he said. “I was on my knees. Caesar was on one knee, and Bailie was crouched down. They were facing me, so they didn’t at first see what I saw behind them. Forty feet past them, right there on the highway . . . it was as if this large door opened, maybe fifteen feet wide and twice as high. An invisible door. A door in the day. It opened inward, and beyond it there wasn’t the highway or desert. Cobblestones, like an ancient road, dwindled away into darkness, not just into night, but . . . into a star-filled nothingness. As if the cobblestones were floating in
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